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Nate Nicholson, the handsome and dashing CEO of Nicholson company, is feeling very empty and heartbroken until he meets Brianne Vaughn, the new janitor at his company, he feels very much in love with her because Brianne is very similar to his late fiancée, Elora, it has been a long time since Elora died, but he is still in love with her and Brianne really reminds him of Elora in an entirely different form. Nate decides to marry Brianne and is willing to do anything for her, until his mother, Winona, finds out about their relationship and tries to ruin their relationship because she has set Nate up with Elaine West, a wealthy heiress to marry her son. But Nate still tries to maintain his love for Brianne despite the many obstacles in their relationship. Because Nate is truly obsessed with Brianne.
It was a typical day at the Nicholson Office, with employees working diligently at their desks.
Brianne, a new employee in the cleaning service, came out of the elevator wearing a blue uniform, pushing a stroller filled with various cleaning supplies.
With a friendly smile, she walked towards the reception area, greeting receptionists along the way.
"Hi, you must be the new janitor?"
"Yes, I am. I'm Brianne. Nice to meet you."
As they made small talk, Nate Nicholson, CEO of Nicholson Offices, watched from his office doorway. His gaze lingered on Brianne for a moment before he returned to his office, closing the door behind him.
That evening, after most of the employees had gone home, Brianne entered Nate's office to clean. As she emptied the trash can, Nate worked at his desk, unaware of her presence until he looked up and their eyes met briefly.
"Uh, sorry. I didn't see you there... Elora."
"Elora? Oh, I mean... sorry, what's your name again?" he asked, his mind in turmoil as I stared at the unfamiliar face.
"I-this is Brianne, sir," she said softly, confusion evident in her voice.
Her brows furrowed slightly, a small crease forming between them, like...
"Sorry about that." She forced a laugh. "Long days and all..."
Her eyes dropped, focusing on the papers on my desk, as if trying to find solace in them.
"It's okay. It happens to me all the time. So, uh... did you need anything?"
"Oh! Yes, I just came to empty the trash can, Mr. Nicholson." She moved quickly to the wastebasket beside his desk.
As she bent down to pick up the bag, the scent of her shampoo wafted towards him, carrying a hint of vanilla and lavender, reminiscent of Elora's perfume.
"Is everything alright, sir? You look a bit pale..."
"Yes, I'm fine. Just a little tired." His hand reached out to rub his forehead, hoping Elora would believe his reasoning.
"If you're sure." There was hesitation in his voice, but he let it slide. "Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to finish the rest of this floor."
"Alright, you can continue your work, you don't have to worry about me."
As she turned to leave, the silver pendant around her neck caught the light, partially opening to reveal two photographs inside.
He caught a glimpse of a young girl and an old woman, both strangers to him, but the necklace itself looked familiar.
"Mr. Nicholson?" she called, already halfway out the door. "Do you need anything else tonight?"
"No, that's all. Thank you... Brianne." His voice sounded distant even to himself, lost in the past once more.
With a slow nod, she left, closing the door behind her. The soft click of the lock brought her back to the present.
His eyes stared at the calendar on his desk, the date circled in red tomorrow marking three years since Elora died.
"Was it really that long ago? It feels like just yesterday, I still can't get over it."
A sigh escapes his lips as he rubs his tired face, feeling the weight of fatigue and memories weighing on him.
Outside, darkness enveloped the city, the night growing late, another attempt to drown the sorrow in paperwork. However, for the first time in a long time, his mind wasn't only on Elora.
There was someone else who was now stirring up his feelings, who would be better off buried.
"Brianne, it's you, you look so much like the missing piece of me." He talks to himself.
"Damn it." He whispered harshly into the void, dropping his head into his arms.
Just then, a flash of lightning illuminated the dark sky outside the window. Thunder boomed a few seconds later, making him flinch.
"Mr. Nicholson!"
Her panicked voice split the room.
He turned to see her standing in the doorway, a look of fear on her face.
"I-I'm so sorry. I forgot to put my phone charger on earlier and... I saw your light on." She hugged herself, shifting uncomfortably.
"What are you still doing here this late?"
"Just trying to get some work done." She sighed, rubbing her tired eyes. "What about you?"
"Like I said, I forgot," a loud thundering voice interrupted, making her jump. "Maybe I should wait out this storm somewhere?
Even across the dimly lit room, she saw goosebumps rise on her bare arms. Her air conditioner must be working harder than usual.
"Uh, of course. If you want, it's fine. I'm used to working late at night. But you can stay if you don't feel comfortable walking home alone."
"Are you sure? I can't force..."
But she didn't make a move to leave either, her eyes staring nervously at him.
Suddenly, the overhead lights blink twice before turning off completely, leaving your office pitch black except for the occasional light from the storm.
"Give me a minute. I think there's a flashlight in one of these drawers." He said as he patted his desk.
Before he could find it, a bright flash of light illuminated his office. In that brief light, he saw her taking cautious steps towards his desk, her eyes fixed on him.
"Perhaps we could wait together until the storm passes?"
"Sure, Brianne."
He pulled her close under the guise of comfort, letting his hand remain on her waist as the thunder rumbled.
"Mr. Nicholson," whatever protest she might have uttered was on her lips as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her towards his chest.
The warmth emanating from her body was comforting against the chill in the air. As he held her, he became acutely aware of every curve of her body, every breath she took.
When the next flash of lightning struck, illuminating her surprised expression, he found himself wanting nothing more than to capture that brief moment forever.
Without much thought, he cupped her cheek gently in his palm, his thumb brushing her lower lip. Her breath was ragged, but she did not pull away. Instead, she leaned into his touch a little tighter.
The only sound to be heard was the heavy raindrops on the window, he stood transfixed in a fragile instant, torn between the ghosts of his past and the temptation of the warm, living woman in his arms.
Yet, when the next thunder rumbled outside, he found himself powerless against the urge to pull her even closer, to protect her, to give her comfort.
"It's okay," he murmured against her temple, the smell of wet cloth and perfume intoxicating. "I'm holding you."
Natalia Russell, a young woman who was ready to marry the man of her dreams, Dave, but finds out that he is cheating on her with her sister, Abby. Devastated and heartbroken, Natalia decides to drown her sorrows at an elite nightclub, where she meets a mysterious and handsome stranger named Jeremy Nicholas. Natalia ends up having a one-night stand with Jeremy, only to later discover that he is a powerful and wealthy businessman. Trying to move on with her life, Natalia discovers that she is pregnant with Jeremy's child. Feeling trapped and suffocated in her relationship with Jeremy, Natalia tries to escape several times, but is always stopped by him. Finally, Jeremy kidnaps Natalia and takes her to his mansion, where she is forced to stay against her will. Will Natalia be able to escape Jeremy's control and build a life of her own, or will she be trapped forever in a relationship she did not choose? Can Jeremy and Natalia overcome the obstacles of their past and find happiness together, or will their love be doomed from the start?
Serena has always believed that her mate exists somewhere, and she longs to find him. When the Moon Goddess pairs her with the Alpha of her pack, a ruthless and selfless werewolf named Ezra, Serena is shocked. Ezra, who prefers the company of his ex-fiancée, Marissa, is initially uninterested in Serena, but when she arrives at his pack, he is forced to face his destiny. But Ezra's wolf yearns for Serena, and his mating bond with her grows stronger every day. He can't deny his attraction. As the full moon approaches, Serena learns the devastating truth that Ezra plans to reject her as his mate, leaving her to struggle with feelings of rejection and worthlessness. Heartbroken, Serena must decide whether to stay and face her heartache head-on, or return home and leave the pain behind. But Ezra realizes his mistake, he needs Serena, and he tries to win her back. His struggle with his own feelings and the pull of their mate bond lead him to confront Serena and confess his love for her. Worst of all, he can't deny that he's become truly obsessed with her.
Cameron Braxton has it all, wealth, success, and a reputation for ruthlessness in business. But there's one thing he doesn't have, a wife. It is his mother's dying wish that he marry. And Rebecca Kinsley, a young woman with a troubled past. She was abandoned by her parents and forced into foster care. Cameron sees something in her that he can't ignore, something that makes him want to possess her. He offers her a deal, if she marries him, he'll give her the life she's always dreamed of. Rebecca agrees to Cameron's terms, hoping to escape her miserable life. But she soon realizes she's trapped in a loveless marriage to a man who seems incapable of feeling. She tries to make the best of it, but Cameron's coldness is suffocating. Devastated, she flees her mansion and begins to build a new life without him. Years later, Cameron realizes his mistake. He wants Rebecca back, but she refuses. She's moved on and now lives with a new man, her biological father. Cameron knows he must win her back, but how can he prove his love when he's been denied it for so long?
Winona is on vacation with her boyfriend, ready to accept a proposal, but he betrays her by proposing to her best friend. Heartbroken, she finds herself at the altar with a complete stranger. But to her surprise, the stranger was none other than the new CEO of her workplace. Now she must figure out if his presence at work and in her life is a coincidence or a master plan. Is their love real? Or just plain deception?
Seraphina's life was turned upside down when her pack was attacked. She was just 18, a naive Omega who only wanted to be loved and cherished by her mate. But she didn't get that chance. Her parents were slaughtered before her eyes, and then she was captured by the attacking pack's Alpha, Lucian. One day she learned that Lucian had a twin brother, Orion. He was his identical twin, but unlike Lucian, Orion seemed to sympathize with her. She could see it in the way he looked at her. There was a conflict in him. But Seraphina didn't know if Orion could save her. If he could, she would fall in love with him. She would give herself completely to him. But Lucian became more and more possessive of her. He had a secret he had kept from her for far too long. The truth would set her free, but it would also put a target on her back. The men would stop at nothing to claim her.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.